everything is always
right in front of us
but we don't see it
too focused in ourselves
sitting back as we destroy
and destroy
and destroy
the meaning of life
is before our eyes
but we don't see it
why are we so blind?
i guess we prefer it that way
after all, it's easier
in the dark
because the light shows
things we don't want to see
but it's still there
YOU ARE READING
Raging Storm
Poetry{a storm may last a moment but a moment is all it takes} raindrops can be hurricanes, too. all raindrops end up in the ocean eventually, though. but we will rise again, learn to breathe again, because broken doesn't mean weak. A collection of poems...
